2 comments/ 65876 views/ 15 favorites A Nosy Neighbor By: cuninglinguist61 When I woke up Friday morning, I knew that I was lucky enough to have the day off, and thus a long weekend, but I didn't know HOW lucky, or how fortunate. Out of a force of habit, I woke up at my usual way too early, but I was able to stay in bed longer and drift in-and-out of sleep for the next hour or so. When I finally got up, I decided to take a bike ride. I started riding again a year ago, in an effort to try to get back in shape. I had always enjoyed biking more than jogging, and at my age, it was much easier on my knees. Riding had done a lot of good for me. I lost thirty pounds, my legs were in the best shape that they'd been in for twenty years, and my stamina increased, something my on-again-off-again girlfriend completely enjoyed. When I came back from my ride, the neighborhood was still pretty quiet, with a couple of people out watering their lawns. It was late summer, and all of the kids were enjoying their last couple of weeks of freedom and sleeping late. As I reached my house, I saw that Margie, one of my neighbors who lived a couple of doors down from me, was one of the early risers. Margie and her husband Jeff had moved in a couple of years ago, along with their two boys. We were on friendly terms, but I didn't really know them well enough to call them friends. Everyone in the neighborhood knew that they had a rather volatile marriage, with Jeff leaving her twice, and her leaving him once, all with-in the four years that they lived here. They were nice enough people, but a little too indiscreet for my tastes. Almost every neighborhood get together, whether it was all of us for a cookout or party, or just the men for a few drinks, turned into a discussion of their sex life, with Jeff bragging about their latest exploits, or Margie bragging about her husband's alleged size, especially when she'd been drinking. They were both in their late thirties, almost ten years younger than me, and also claimed that they had sex two or three times a day. Most of us, both men and women, found that very hard to believe. I wrote it off as nothing more than the usual High School-type locker room type talk...all bullshit. I waved at Margie when I saw her look up at me. Wanting to be a good neighbor, I stopped my bike and got off and waited as she walked over. "Hi neighbor!" she said. "What are you doing home today?" "I've got the day off," I told her. "We've got an OSHA inspection at the job-site today, so everyone has the day off." "Nice!" she replied. "It's a beautiful day to have off!" Fortunately for me, it was a bright, sunny morning, so I was wearing dark sunglasses, which allowed me to look over Margie's body as we talked in my driveway. She carried a few extra pounds, but carried it very well, and stood about eight inches shorter than me, with long, dark hair that almost reached her ass, pulled back in her usual braid. Being of Mexican-Native American descent, she had a darker, almost tanned complexion, and she had a large set of tits that she enjoyed flaunting at neighborhood parties. She was wearing a tank top and shorts, which showed off her tits, legs, and round ass very nicely. "So, what do you have planned for your day off?" she asked. "I've got a little running around to do," I told her. "I want to get a few things done so I can just enjoy myself and relax tonight. Have a couple of drinks, and start the weekend off right." "Maybe I'll come over tonight and relax and drink with you!" she replied, laughing. "I could use something like that. Jeff's gone to his brothers, and took the boys with him, so I've got nothing big planned tonight." "Well, you know where I'll be," I told her. "But right now, I need a shower." "Mmm," I heard as I walked down my driveway. "Have fun!" ******* Later that evening, I was a bit horny, having looked at all of the cute MILF's and hot college girls doing back-to-school shopping while I was running around, so I decided to log on to Literotica and find a few stories to stroke myself to before Margie showed up. I went into my spare bedroom, which doubled as my "office", and slid my shorts down around my ankles as I waited for the computer to log on. As I started up the music player for some background tunes, I saw a reflection out of the corner of my eye in a picture on my desk of something moving in the window behind me. My browser opened up as I looked at the reflection again and saw that it was Margie peeking in my window. She was straining to see what I was doing, so I decided to have a little fun and opened up an amateur porn movie site instead of Literotica. I found a movie that looked interesting, ironically titled "Big-Titted Milf" and clicked on it. The movie started right into the action, and I sat back and began slowly stroking my shaft. From the angle that she was at, I knew that Margie wasn't going to get a good view, and soon enough I saw her disappear from that window in the direction of the near corner of the house, towards the other window in the room, closer to the desk. When she was gone, I quickly got up and ran out of the room, pulling up my shorts. Then I quietly slipped out my back door, and snuck over towards where I saw Margie move to. As I reached the corner of the house, I quickly peaked around and looked towards where I knew she would be. Margie was standing at the corner of my window with her back to me, peeking in towards my computer chair. I could tell that she was craning her neck as she looked around, obviously confused as to why she couldn't see me. I quietly snuck up behind her, staying out of her line of sight the whole way. "What'cha looking at?" I asked softly, leaning into her ear as I stood right behind her. Margie screamed in surprise and jumped. "Holy shit! You scared the crap out of me!" "Good," I said. "So...?" "Umm, I was just trying to see if you were home," she stammered. "Oh really?" I asked. "By looking in my office window instead of ringing my doorbell?" "Well, um, I didn't know..." she said, looking down. "You didn't know that I'd catch you peeking in my window," I said, noticing her gaze pause on the crotch of my shorts before she looked at the ground. "No," she replied quietly. "So, why were you looking in my window?" Margie mumbled something that I couldn't make out, and I told her to speak up. "I heard the music coming from the window, so I looked in," she said. "I saw you pull your shorts down, so I watched." "I wanted to see for myself," she went on. "Your girlfriend told me that you had a big one, and I just wanted to see..." "Tammy told you I had a big cock?" I asked. "Yes," she said, speaking softly again. "Why would she do that?" I asked, knowing that Tammy wasn't the type to just blurt out something like that. "Well, at the Fourth of July party, by the end of the night, when all us girls were getting drunk and talking, we started talking about the guys, and their...size," she told me. "And she just volunteered this information?" I asked. "No," Margie replied. "I might have kept bugging her until she told us." "You 'might have'?" I asked. "Or you did?" "I did," she answered meekly. "And just why is my size all that important to you?" I pressed. Margie didn't say anything as she continued staring at the ground. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Do you want to compare me with Jeff, trying to make sure that he's the biggest in the neighborhood? Is that it?" Finally, she looked up at me. "I threw him out last night," she said. "He's staying at his brother's, and he took the boys with him for the weekend." My initial reaction was to ask, 'What? Again?' Instead, I remained silent as I looked at her. "So, what does that have to do with you peeking in my windows?" "I really don't want to talk about this out here," she said. "I don't need the rest of the neighbors knowing my business." "Fine," I told her, as I turned around and started walking away. "You can go home." Margie didn't move, and looked back down to the ground as she mumbled something. "You're going to have to speak up if you want me to hear you," I told her. "I don't want to go home right now," she said, looking up at me. "Ok." "Can we go inside?" she asked. "Are you sure you want to do that?" I asked her. "If you want, we can sit out here, on my patio." "No, I'd rather go inside," she replied. "Alright," I said, as I led her inside, to the lower level of the house, where I have a bar and a lot of seating set up. "Can I have a drink?" she asked, as she sat down. I grabbed myself a beer and poured her a Tequila Sunrise, which I knew was her favorite drink, and brought them to the table. "Ok, I assume you want to talk. So talk," I told her, as I sat across the table . "I'm sorry," she started, looking down at the glass tabletop. "I really don't know who else to talk to. There are too many blabber-mouths around here." "Ok," I replied, waiting for her to continue. "Look, I'm sorry that you caught me looking in your window," she said. "I don't know why I did it. It was just a spur of the moment thing. I came by to see if we could talk, and you didn't answer when I knocked on your door." I knew that she had never knocked on my door, but I remained silent and let her continue. "I heard the music coming from that room, so I thought I'd peek in to see if you were there," she went on. "When I saw you naked, well, I thought back to what Tammy told me, and I decided that I just had to see for myself." "You're sorry that I CAUGHT you looking in the window?" I asked, catching her words. Margie gasped, and her eyes got big when I said that, and she blushed. "You're not sorry that you looked in, and continued to look in when you saw that I was naked, and then you went around to the other window to try to get a better look at me in a very private moment? You're sorry that you got caught?" When she didn't answer me, I raised my eyebrows, letting her know that I was waiting for one. "Yes," she finally replied, softly. "Yes, what?" I pressed. Margie finally raised her head and looked me in the eyes defiantly. "Yes," she said. "I'm sorry that you caught me." "I'm sorry, but I've never seen a man masturbate, and I haven't seen a real big one anywhere other than in a dirty movie." "Do you like to watch porn?" I asked. "Sometimes," she said. "It was the only way that I could get...aroused, sometimes." "I'm tired of his bullshit," she told me. "He's all bullshit. I'm lucky if we have sex, REAL sex, a couple of times a month." "He made me say all of that crap about how big he was, and how often we did it," she continued, "because he's got a little dick, and he can't get me off. He figured that if he got me to lie about him, and us, that would make you guys respect him more." "Jeff didn't give a damn about my needs," she went on. "He was all about getting his rocks off and that's it." "Every time that I saw Tammy leave your house, she always had a big, satisfied smile on her face. A couple of times, it almost looked like she was walking funny. I want to know what that feels like!" "If he came home and wanted a blow job, I had to stop whatever I was doing and blow him. But, do you think that he'd ever go down on me? No." "He never ate you out?" I asked, losing more of that respect that he tried so hard to get. "Oh, he'd do it for my birthday, but that's about it," she said. "And even then, it was only for a couple of licks, and then he'd climb on, pump away for a minute, squirt, and get off of me." "That was our sex life, after we got married." 'He sounds like the male version of my ex,' I thought to myself, as I got up to make her a new drink. I continued listening as she went on about how Jeff decided that she wasn't going to work, but she would basically be his concubine. He would make the money, and she would take care of the house, according to his specifications. She was to make herself available whenever he wanted her, etc. As she went on, I looked her over again as I listened. She was definitely an attractive woman, a little on the heavier side, which I didn't mind at all, with big tits, and a nice ass and legs. At one point, she started to tear up and she took off her glasses, and I saw that she had beautiful brown eyes. That was probably the first time I had ever seen her without glasses. When she finally stopped, I asked, "I'm sorry. I know how you feel. He sounds a lot like my ex. Very controlling, demanding, and self-centered." "Yes, he is," she agreed, keeping her glasses on the table. "But what does all of that have to do with me?" I asked. "Why would all of that make you want to peep in on me?" Margie sat quietly for a couple of seconds. "Well, Tammy told us how big you were, and how good you were in bed, and I guess I was a little jealous," she said finally. "I wanted to see for myself how big you are. Maybe that could give me something to fantasize about later." Now it was my turn to sit there quietly. As I looked at her, I could see her nipples pointing through her bra and top, and I started thinking, wondering just how far I could push her. "So, you want to see how big I am?" I asked. "Yes," she replied quickly. "Well, since I think that you were very rude, looking in my window, you should ask nicely," I told her, having fun with the situation. "Please, can I see you?" she asked immediately, her eyes getting big. "Can you see what?" I asked. "Can I see how big you are?' she asked. "You have tell me exactly what you want," I told her. "I'm not going to make this easy for you. You insulted me by peeping on a very private moment, so you have to work for what you want. Earn it." Margie looked me in the eyes and said, "May I please see how big your...dick is?" "That is much better," I said, prolonging the tease. "I'll tell you what I'll do. I'm willing to play a little 'you show me yours, and I'll show you mine.' How does that sound?" "I'm gonna need another drink, first," she said. I handed her a fresh drink, and she took a big gulp of it. She then reached down to the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head. Just as swiftly, she reached behind her back and undid the clasp on her bra, setting her large tits free. "How's that?" she asked, smiling. "Nice. Very nice," I replied, looking at her big, full tits and her large, dark areola, with her nipples standing out stiff. As big as her tits were, there was some sag, but nowhere near as much as I expected. "Thank you," she said, sitting back and blushing. "It's your turn." I smiled at her as I pulled off my shirt, dropping it on the chair next to me and sitting back. "That's it?" she asked, starting to slur her words. "I've seen your chest before. It's very nice, but it's nothing new." "You showed me your chest, and I showed you mine," I replied, taking a drink and smiling at her. Margie stared at me for a couple of seconds before she said, "Fine," and stood up. I watched as she unbuttoned her shorts, kicked off her flip-flops, and slid her shorts down her legs. As she folded her shorts and dropped them on top of her shirt and bra, I noticed a wet spot on her red satin bikini panties. "Do you want to see everything?" she asked. "I'd love to," I told her, "but only if you to see me." Just as she hooked her thumbs inside her waistband, I stopped her. "May I have the honor?" I asked. I saw her catch her breath, and then she slowly walked over to me. Her big tits swayed with each step, and she stood in front of me. I softly slid my hands up her legs, and up to her belly, my thumbs passing lightly over her mound. She gasped as she felt them glide over the moist satin, and reached a hand out to the table to steady herself. I hooked my fingertips under her waistband and slowly started sliding her panties down her legs. When they reached her knees, I released them and watched as they fell around her ankles. I slid my hands back up her legs, following the same path that I had earlier, but this time I applied just a little more pressure with my thumbs as they passed over her trimmed mound. She moaned as one thumb grazed the hood of her clit, and I saw her knees buckle slightly. As I brought my hands back down to my side she stepped out her panties, tossing them at the pile of clothes, she lifted her arms and twirled. "Well?" she asked. "VERY nice," I replied. "Ok, c'mon. It's your turn," she said, sitting back down. I was wearing only a pair of shorts, so I waited a second. I saw her eyes dart to my crotch as I sat there plotting my next move. "Before I go any further," I told her after a couple of seconds, "undo your braid. I want to see your hair loose." "Jeff likes it this way," she said, hesitating. "All the more reason," I told her. I saw a small smile start as she reached over her shoulder and grabbed her braid. She removed the hair tie at the bottom and started to unweave her hair, until she couldn't reach any higher. She started shaking her head, trying to get he rest of her hair undone, and I told her to stop. I stood up and walked behind her chair, and her eyes went right back to the bulge in my boxers. Standing behind her, I began to gently finish removing the braid from her hair. As soon as it was completely undone, I leaned in and softly kissed her neck as my hands glided from her sides to her full tits. I gently cupped her tits as I leaned into her ear. "Shake your hair loose," I whispered, "and look up at me." Margie moaned as my fingertips slid across her stiff nipples and she arched her back, pushing her tits into my hands. I palmed her full tits, letting her stiff nipples slip in between my fingers, and gently squeezed them. As I squeezed, I lightly pinched her nipples. Margie moaned loudly and placed her hands on top of mine, squeezing with me. I walked back around, standing in front of her chair as she shook her head, tossing her hair. She looked down at my feet for a second, and then looked up at me, her eyes stopping briefly at my groin. When her eyes finally met mine, I saw a look of wanton lust. She kept her chin down as she raised her eyes, and she had a smirk, giving a very sexy, 'bad girl' look to her. Without a word, she reached up and pulled my shorts down to my ankles. She gasped as my hard cock popped up, almost hitting her jaw. "Oh, damn!" she said softly, as she reached up and wrapped her fingers around my shaft. "That's nice and big! That's so thick!" I reached down and took her wrist in my hand and removed it from my cock. I turned around and sat back down in my chair and looked at her. Her eyes went from my hard pole up to my eyes, and she had a confused look on her face. "Touch yourself," I told her. She gasped and her eyes got wide as she sat there, motionless. "Go on," I said. "I want to see you make yourself cum." "I've never..." she stammered, "I've never done that in front of anyone before." "Well, you told me that you wanted to see me stroke myself," I replied. "I enjoy watching a woman get herself off. I find it very arousing. It also helps me know the woman's hot spots." "Will you...stroke yourself, too?" she asked softly. "Would you like to watch me do that?" I replied. "Oh, yeah," she answered, as she moved one hand to her tits. "Go ahead, then," I told her. "Start us off." Margie whimpered as she slouched down in the chair, spread her legs and slid her other hand between them. She started rubbing her wet slit as I watched, my hand around my hard shaft. Her eyes were glued to my hand and my cock as I began stroking it very slowly while I watched her. It wasn't long before Margie's mouth was open and she was breathing heavier. Right after that, she started sliding her fingers faster along her wet slit and pinching her nipples. A Nosy Neighbor I slid my hand all the way down to the bottom of my shaft, making my cock stand tall, and Margie moaned loudly, sliding two fingers into her wet pussy. She shoved her fingers in as deep as she could get them and started pulling on her nipple as she watched me take long, slow strokes on my shaft. "Ohhh yeahhhh!" she gasped, when I held my cock tight and waved it towards her. "Do you like this?" I asked her. "Oh yeah!" she moaned, starting to slide her fingers in and out of her wet hole. "I bet your pussy's nice and wet, isn't it?" I asked. "Yesss!" she replied, moving her fingers faster and pulling harder on her nipple. "Do you like having your nipples pulled?" "Yesss!" she moaned. "Ohh goddddd!" she gasped, releasing her nipple and sliding her hand down to her pussy. She was sliding her fingers in and out of her pussy even faster as she started rubbing her clit and gasping. I could hear the sloshing of her fingers in her wet hole as she fucked herself, and she was soon moaning louder. "Oh damn!" she gasped after a couple of minutes. "I'm...I'm...oh my god! I'm gonna..." Her body began shaking and then tensed up as she slammed her fingers deep inside her pussy. "Ohhhh! I'm cumming! Oh yeah!" she moaned as her body stiffened and shook. I released my cock as I watched her orgasm sweep over her body, both of her hands still moving on her pussy. Soon, her body collapsed into the chair and her eyes shut, but her fingers were still on, and in, her wet hole. I could see a large wet spot on the chair cushion, and her juices were running down her ass. I watched as her body recovered, and noticed her skin shine in the thin layer of perspiration. She let out a big sigh, and I stood up and walked quietly over to her, my hard cock leading the way. I crouched down in front of her and gently pulled her hand away from her pussy, sliding her fingers out as she opened her eyes. "That was intense!" she whispered as she looked at me. "I've never done that in front of anyone before. I didn't say anything as I brought her pussy juice coated fingers to my mouth. Margie moaned again as I flicked my tongue between the two fingers and slowly dragged it towards her hand. I looked at her as I pulled my tongue back into my mouth, tasting her flavor. She whimpered when I smacked my lips, smiling. "Very tasty," I told her. I slid her fingers into my mouth and cleaned them off, and she moaned again, moving her hips. When I was done with her fingers, I stood up, my cock right in her face. Her eyes went right to it as she moaned, and she started to reach out for it. I reached down and took a hold of her wrist and pulled her up instead. As she stood in front of me, I reached down and placed my hand at the small of her back, pulling her body against mine. I then turned her and had her take a small step backwards, so that she was up against the table. She whimpered softly as our lips met and our tongues started dancing together. I slid a hand down her back and snuck a finger into the crack of her ass as I leaned in and pressed my cock against her belly. Margie moaned and placed her hand on my ass, pulling me in closer. She opened her legs, and I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy onto my leg as we continued to kiss. I slid my other hand up to her the back of her head and slid my fingers into her hair, grabbing a handful. I then pulled her head back gently but firmly, separating our lips. She moaned, and then gasped, as my lips left a trail of kisses along her jawline, down to her neck. "OHHhhh!" she moaned, when my lips reached their first destination, the soft, tender spot just below and behind the ear. I felt her hand squeeze my ass as she continued to moan while I concentrated on her neck. "Ohh yesss!" she gasped softly as I slowly started to grind my hips against hers. She leaned her head back a little further, and I began to slowly work my way down her neck. When I reached the bottom of her neck, I continued down her chest, kissing and licking a trail towards her breasts. Margie leaned back, releasing her grip on my ass and placing her hands at the edge of the table as I grabbed a hold of her hips. I pulled up on her, indicating that I wanted her on the table. "I can't get up here," she protested. "I'm too big. I'll break the table. " "No, you're not," I told her. "No, you won't. Trust me. Get your ass up there." She giggled softly and scooted her ass back onto the glass tabletop. I turned and grabbed her chair, pulling it behind me so I could sit. I noticed that she was too far back on the table, so I hooked my arms around her thighs and pulled her back towards me so that her ass was at the edge, causing her to yelp and giggle again. Leaning back on her elbows, she looked down the length of her body and watched me. I sat in the chair, straddling her wet spot, and moved in closer to the table. Placing her legs over my shoulders, I spread them open and started kissing along her inner thigh. Margie sighed and moaned as I dragged my tongues slowly and lightly up her thigh, until I reached the top of her leg. As she sighed again, and her body momentarily tensed, I quickly moved to her other leg and repeated the action. By the time that I got to the top of her other leg, Margie was lying flat on the table, moaning softly and moving her hips. I leaned in, pushing her legs back, and placed my tongue at her wet hole. I stuck my tongue as deep into her warm pussy as I could, curling it up and flicking it at the top of her cavern wall. "Ooohhhhh!" she gasped, lifting her hips to meet my face and grasping on to the edge of the table. I took a hold of her hands, pulled them off of the table, and placed them on the backs of her legs. "Hold your legs back for me," I told her, as I took a swipe at her clit with my tongue. Margie took a good, strong grip on her legs and held tight to them as I leaned in and stuffed my tongue back into her pussy, and then slowly slid it up towards her clit. "Ohhhh yeaahhhhh!" she moaned, pulling her legs back further and lifting her ass towards me. When I reached her clit, I began to lick my way around her hood and shaft, looking for her sweet spot. I soon found it, just at the bottom right side of the tip. When I flicked my tongue over that spot, she sighed and moaned, and her hips jumped just a bit. I kept my tongue there, alternating the pressure and speed of my licks. It didn't take long before she was gasping and her breathing started getting heavier. "Ohh yeaahh!" she moaned, getting louder. "That's it! Right there! "Sooo gooood!" She continued getting louder and more vocal, and I raised myself in the chair. I brought my hand up to her ass, and slowly slipped just the very tips of two fingers into her wet pussy. Margie moaned again as I started sliding the fingertips around, and then I moved my lips over to her clit. I wrapped my lips around her little bud, and as I started gently sucking on it I slid both fingers in to her pussy, getting them as deep as I could, and then wrapping them around the back of her pelvic bone. "Oh yeah!" she exclaimed as my lips and tongue worked on her now blood-engorged clit, and my fingertips massaged her g-spot. "Oh god! Yesss!" Margie started pulling back on her legs harder, almost rocking on the table, as I began moving my hand back and forth slightly. "Ohhh yessss!" she whimpered. "That feels soo goood! Don't stop! Oh god, please don't stop!" After a couple of minutes, I released her clit from between my lips and resumed flicking my tongue at it as I began sliding my hand back and forth a little more, keeping my fingers pressed at the top of her hot, wet hole. "Nnggghhh! Oohh!!!" she yelped. "Oh shit, yeah! I'm cumming! Oh my god! I'm cumming! Yesss!" I lightened the touch with my tongue and moved my hand a little faster as I felt her pussy start to clamp down and squeeze my fingers. "Ooohh! Ohhhh! Nnggghhhhh!" she grunted, as her thighs squeezed down on my head, she raised her hips off of the table, and her body shook. I could feel, and hear, her juices gushing from her pussy as her orgasm flowed over her body. I pulled my face away and slid my fingers deep inside her as I let her ride the waves. I let her legs slide down my sides as I stood up, stopping at my waist. Looking down at her pussy, I could see her ass was shiny with her juices. I took my hard cock in my hand and started sliding it up and down in her wetness, from her ass to just below her clit, coating the head in her juices. Margie opened her eyes as she felt me lean in and start to push my cock in. "Don't you want me to suck your cock?" she gasped as I slid myself in deeper. "Later," I told her. "Right now, let's keep you going." "Oohhh! Ok," she moaned, feeling my hips bump against hers. I felt her wrap her legs around my waist, pulling me in closer. "Ohh god!" she moaned, raising her hips. "Yess! This is soo good! I feel so full!" Her hands clamped down hard on my arms as I slowly started moving my hips back and forth, sliding my cock in and out of her pussy. I lifted her legs back up, placing her ankles over my shoulders, and then held on to her hips. I held on tight and shoved hard against her, burying the full length of my cock inside her. "Ohh shit!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide and staring at mine as she felt the head of my cock bottom out deep in her wet hole. "Oh yeah! Do that again!" I started taking short, powerful thrusts into her, slamming my hips hard against hers. "Oh my god! Yes! Fuck me!" she yelled, pulling on my arms. "Fuck me good! Give it to me!" I switched from the short thrusts to long ones, sliding my shaft almost all the way out, and then pushing back in. "Ohhh yeaahhhh!" she moaned. "This is soo gooood!" I slid her legs down, hooking my arms underneath them as I continued fucking her hot, wet pussy. I began alternating between short, powerful thrusts, long slow ones, and quick mid-depth strokes, and she was raising her hips up to match my strokes. Margie's breathing was getting heavier, and she was moaning louder as I went on, until she started letting out one long, continuous sound. "Ooohhhhhhmyyyyygod!" she whimpered. "I'mmmgonnnnaaacummmm!!!!!" I started giving her long, quick strokes, standing on my toes, as her body began to move even more. "Oh shit!" she exclaimed loudly, her eyes still locked on mine. "Yes! Oh yesss! Fuck me! Right there! Oh my god! I'm cumming!" I felt her pussy start to squeeze down on my shaft, and I slid it all the way in, bumping my hips against her ass. "Ohhhyeahhhh!" she whimpered, as I began moving my hips sideways, my cock deep inside her. "Oooohhhhhh!" she whimpered, as she moved her hips up and down, her legs pushing against my arms. "Holy shit!" she breathed as she wiggled her ass. "I can't believe you're still hard!" I slowly let her legs down and slid my cock out of her pussy. I helped her sit up as I took a step back, and she looked down at my shaft. "Ohh! Nice and shiny!" she said, wrapping her fingers around it. She slid her ass off of the table and placed a hand on my chest, pushing me back until I was sitting in the chair behind me. Spreading apart my legs, Margie slowly got down on her knees. "My legs are shaking," she said softly, as she started stroking my pole. "I can't stand too long." She released my cock and looked at her hand. "Look how juicy you made me," she told me, showing me her hand. "I can feel it still running down my legs and across my ass!" I just smiled at her and watched as she started licking her juices off of her hand. "Mmm. You're right. This is tasty!" she said. "Now I want to see how you taste," she told me. She leaned down and started flicking her tongue all across my balls, licked her juices off. It was my turn to moan as I felt her slowly work her way up the length of my shaft. When she reached the head, her tongue flicked around the rim, and she then wrapped her lips around it and slowly lower then down my cock. She started bobbing her head up and down as she stroked my rod, and I could feel her long, silky hair spread out across my thighs. A couple of times, she stopped to move strands of her hair out of the way, so I reached down and wrapped my fingers around it and held all of her hair in my hand. "Mmm. Yeah!" she moaned, letting my cock slip from her lips for a second. "Hold my hair tight!" I tightened my grip on her hair as she plunged her face back down my shaft and I could feel her moans vibrating through my cock. She definitely had a talent with her lips and tongue, and I could almost see why Jeff wanted her to use it as much as he did, but not more than fucking. Margie looked up at me as she began bobbing her head faster, and I started forcing her face down harder. She was moaning more and began gagging as I forced her to take me in deeper. She released her grip on my cock and placed her hands on my thighs, holding herself back just a little. "You're a good little cock sucker," I told her, as I pulled back on her hair, "but now it's time for you to stand up so I can fuck you some more." "Where do you want me?" she asked, standing up. "Get back over to the table," I told her as I stood up. She giggled and leaned back on the table, starting to sit back on top of it. "No," I told her. "Turn around." "Oh, yeah," she moaned, turning around and leaning over the table. I watched as she lay her matted pussy hair right on top of the pool of juices that she left there before. I stood behind her and mover her around until her pussy was at the right height. She reached out and gripped tightly onto the far edge of the table as I slid the head of my cock up and down her wet slit, and she yelped loudly as I shoved my rod in deep, burying it in one hard thrust. "Ohh yeah!" she exclaimed, moving her hips. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" I grabbed on to her hips and began fucking her hard, my hips slapping off of her ass cheeks. I slammed into her for a couple of minutes before I slowed down, and I leaned over slightly to look at her. I could see her big tits squashed against the glass table top, and I momentarily wished that I had a camera underneath the table so I could see that angle. As I looked down at her, I noticed that her head was flat on the table, and she was looking off to the side. I turned my head, and saw that she was watching us in a mirror that I had just bought, and had leaned up against the wall. When our eyes met in the mirror, she smiled at me and pushed her hips back at me. As I straightened back up, I leaned in and took all of her hair in my grip again. I began pulling on it as I started moving my hips again, pulling her back as I thrust forward. "Yess!" she yelled. "Oh, yes! Give it to me! Fuck me good! Fuck me!" I almost felt like I was riding a horse, the way that I was pulling on her hair and bucking up against her ass. After a few minutes, I released her hair and moved both of my hands to her ass. I grabbed a hold of her ass cheeks and pulled up on them as I bent my legs a little, changing the angle of my thrusts. "Ooohhhhhhh!" she moaned, moving her hips. "Oh my god! Yes! Fuck me!" I looked down at her ass while I fucked her, watching as her cheeks wiggled and bounced, and saw her asshole looking back up at me. I let go of her ass with one hand and brought my thumb down to my cock. I slid my pole out of her wet pussy, rubbing it on her asshole and I coated my thumb in Margie's juices, making sure both were good and wet. Once I was happy with how wet and coated they were, I slowly slid my thumb up her crack and placed it at her back opening, rubbing her juices into it. I buried my cock deep inside her pussy and stopped thrusting while I slowly started pressing on her asshole with my thumb. Margie snapped her head up as I pushed my thumb past her tight ring, throwing her hair all down her back. "Ooohhhyeahhh!" she growled, pushing her ass back at me. I reached up with my other hand and grabbed her hair again, pulling back on it as I slid my thumb further into her ass. She let go of the sides of the table and raised herself up, placing her hands in front of her. "Ohhyesssfuckmeee!" she whimpered, as I pulled on her hair and pushed with my thumb. "Oh my god! I'm so full!" Once my thumb was all the way in her ass, I started slowly sliding my cock out of her pussy. I pulled back so that only the head was still inside her, and moved my thumb inside her ass. Margie moaned loudly and I started to pull my thumb back as I slid my cock in again. I fucked her like that, sliding my cock in and my thumb out, and then my thumb in and my cock out, for a few minutes, keeping a good grip on her hair. I looked over to the mirror and watched her big tits swung wildly as I started fucking her faster and harder. "Oh my god I'm cumming!" she exclaimed loudly. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Give it to me! Oh my god! Yesss!" She started pushing her ass back at me, and I buried my thumb deep inside her and slammed my hips forward, bottoming my cock out in her pussy. "Ohhhhmyyygoddddd!" she moaned, dropping onto the table. I felt her pussy and ass clamping down on my thumb and cock as she came. The massaging sensations of her pussy walls on my shaft started pushing me over the edge. I used my thumb to lift up on her ass and started fucking her pussy faster. "Ooooooohhhhhhhh!" she started groaning. I could hear her pussy juice sloshing as I pounded into her, and my pubes were soaked. "I'm going to cum," I told her. "Yess!" she yelled. "Cum! I wanna feel your cum!" "Where do you want it?" I asked, slowing down for a second. "Ohhhh! My...ass." she whimpered. "Cumm...myyy...asss!" "On it, or in it?" I asked, picking up speed again, wiggling my thumb, and taking longer strokes in her pussy. "Oooooohhhhhhhh!" was her only response, as she flattened herself on the table top. A couple of seconds later, I felt my balls start to tighten, I took a couple more strokes in her pussy, and quickly pulled out as I wrapped my fingers tightly around the base of my shaft. I let go of my cock, slid my thumb from her ass, and grabbed her ass cheeks. I pulled them apart, and as I looked down, I saw her slightly opened asshole and placed the head of my cock there, leaning in slightly. "Ohh shit!" Margie exclaimed. She leaned back just a bit, and the very tip of my cock pushed in just as my balls emptied. "Ohh yeahh!" I bellowed, thrusting my hips forward as I felt my load spew from my cock. It was so wet from her pussy juices that the head slipped inside her ass as I continued to cum. "Oooohhhyeahhhhh!" Margie whimpered in unison. "Oh damn!" I breathed, as I felt my shaft spasm the final bits of my cum. "Oooohhh yeahhh!" she moaned in agreement. Letting go of her hips, I finally collapsed in my chair, trying to catch my breath. A couple of minutes later, Margie pushed herself up off of the table and turned around. She had a blissful look on her face as she smiled at me and walked over to me. She straddled my legs and lowered herself onto my lap. "Oh my god!" she breathed, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me. "My legs are still shaking! I've never been fucked like that!" "My legs are a little weak, too," I told her, as I squeezed her ass cheeks. We sat there for a couple of minutes, and then she finally stood up. "I've got to go home," she said softly, as she started looking for her clothes. "I never locked up the house." After she got dressed, she started walking towards my backdoor. I walked with her, and as I opened the door for her, she leaned in and kissed me again. A Nosy Neighbor "Thank you," she said softly. "I have never been fucked like that!" "That was my pleasure," I told her, returning her kiss. "Oh, it was mine, too! Believe me!" she giggled. She came back the next day and gave me her ass, a first for her. She spent the night, and we spent Sunday in bed, until she left to go home that evening. When I came home from work Monday, Jeff's truck was parked in front of their house, and he was cutting the grass. We waved at each other, and he started walking over to me. "Hey," he said, sticking out his hand to me. "I want to thank you. Margie and I had a huge blow-out Thursday night, and she told me that you talked to her Friday. I just want to thank you for watching after her while I was gone." "Umm, no problem," I told him, wondering just what the Hell was going on. ******** I didn't see either of them for about a week, until the neighborhood Labor Day party across the street from both of us. They were both up to their usual antics, this time with Jeff regaling us with stories about their great make-up sex after their last fight. Later in the evening, Margie walked up to me. I could tell she was drunk as she hugged me. "So, I see you and Jeff are back together again and happy," I said softly. "Yeah," she replied. "But don't worry. That just means we can't fuck."